Alesana is taking care of him right now, so I'll be posting.
We found him in the forest, behind his favorite bar. He goes there when he is frustrated, usually spends two nights there, maybe less, then comes back and continues doing his work. Knowing that he usually spends his time there, we started looking there. Asked the bar man, the guards, some customers, they all claimed that they saw nothing. Me and Alesana split up, she went to look for him at the neighborhood, I went to look for him in the general area where the bar was. Didn't take me long to find him, he was in a ditch, covered up by bushes and shit.
Somebody jumped him. This wasn't the usual beating from your local bullies: knife wounds and cut off pieces of flesh? No, this isn't your usual bullying, this is something more serious.
So far he didn't say anything, he's being really silent about this whole incident. Occasionally, he spits out an insult here and there, but he's not telling us anything about the incident.
Contacted my "Higher Ups" explained the situation to them, they said that he can take a week off. That should be enough time to heal up for him.
This neighborhood is slowly going to hell.
Well, does he have his phone and money on him? If so, it means you can at least rule out a mugging.
ReplyDeleteOr I will come over there and ask him what happened, and for every ten seconds he doesn't say anything, I'll claim one of his SOAD albums as my own.
And Toxicity goes first. Not fucking around here.
DeleteGood for you.
ReplyDeleteYour best bet is that he was targeted out of anger or just for the fun of it. Probably by a proxy. He's either not talking because he's trying to keep his dignity or he was threatened.
DeleteIs it that hard to figure out?
Of course, I could be wrong...
Malik... Dignity... Malik... Dignity... Does not compute. And I say this as someone with very little dignity myself. :/
DeleteI can understand that.
DeleteIf he doesn't want you to know, he doesn't want you to know. Just leave him alone.
I'm not involved, nor would I be; he hates me. ;D
Deletedoesn't he hate every one? Pretty sure he'd hate me, too.
DeleteI think antisocial was the word used, but I don't know if it's accurate. Like, I'm autistic so I'm more on the antisocial side and would be happier alone or talking one-to-one about an interesting subject (otherwise I'm not listening, you can bet school was a nightmare). But I don't run up people's blogs just to tell them I don't give a fuck. Maybe that's a neurotypical thing.
DeleteWasn't me. I wouldn't have left him able to speak.
ReplyDeleteI hope he's bedridden. I hope he has nothing to do but read my shit-talk. Hey asshole! Howz it feel to be a bitch to circumstance? I hope your assailant stamped on your cock. I was going to say balls, but then I remembered you don't have any. I hope you have a fucking spectacular hangover, and I hope you got so pissed you pulled an ugly bird.
Why don't you go get a life.
DeleteOh wait, you can't, cause you don't have any friends.
I never had a good experience with one percenters. They're very fussy about who they will and won't include, catch my drift? Ah, I'm sure you do.
DeletePretty sure Malik said he had no friends, so... Stick that comment up your arse, I guess.
That said, I'm not sure what you have against me.
Also I have a life. And I've never harboured a runner. So I got that going for me. Peace.
DeleteIf you have a life, stop spending it trying to fucking call me. Yeah, your wolf buddies turned their backs on you, that's too bad, but I'm not helping you out.
DeleteSick burn.
DeleteAmazing how you can fuckin type while swallowing the Irishman's sword.
DeleteIt took me a while to work out what you meant there. How would I be able to do that while writing these comments out? That'd take... skill. I'm flattered that you think I'd be able to do that.
DeleteAlso FYI I just screenshot how many times you've called and sent them to him for a laugh just now.
How would you do that? Well I'm sure you've had plenty of practice, bitch.
DeleteAlso FYI I don't give a fuck what you all say about me behind my back. Or to my face actually.